Hey guys! For all of you who read Foolish Love, this is my new story. I hope you all will give it a chance and enjoy it :)

Disclaimer: I don't own VA

I watched the rain pelt the small window in my room. I lived with my mom, Janine Hathaway, on the outskirts of Seattle so the rain wasn't abnormal. In fact, I welcomed it. The rain brought a sense if calm to me. I'd lived in Seattle my whole life. My dad took off sometime before I was born. My mom was young when she met him, and dived into a serious relationship with a dangerously older man. When she told him she was pregnant, she told him, thinking he'd be excited, when he was really planning his escape. My mom got over it in her own way, went to school, and became the successful bitch she is now. She's a business agent who was never really home, so I could do whatever I wanted. My mom and I didn't have a relationship at all. We never got along before, and after the bomb she dropped on me last week, we surely won't now. I sighed as I thought about our conversation.

I had just walked into the house after school and dropped my bag by the floor. I headed straight passed the kitchen and to the stairs to go to my room.

"Rose, come here." I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard her voice and took a few steps back. I turned slowly to the kitchen, where my mom was sitting at the table, reading something from a red folder. She was pretty, with fiery red hair and light brown eyes. She was slim and only about 5'3". I had some of her features, but we weren't too close in looks. I an inch or two taller, with long brown, almost black hair, a tan complexion, and deep brown eyes, not like her light ones. Oh, and I was curvy. Like, DAMN curvy. I had a huge chest and wide hips. My mom had a good poker face, but I could tell something was up.

"Why are you home?" I took a couple steps toward her.

She sighed and brushed a strand of hair that escaped her tight bun off her face. "There's something we need to talk about. Come sit." Oh shit. I thought. I cautiously took a few steps forward and sat in the chair across from her.

"Look, if this is about what happened at Jill's-"

"No, no, no." she cut me off. "That's not it. Wait, what happened at Jill's?" she narrowed her eyes at me and I looked away.

"Uh, nothing important." I lied. "What were you saying?"

She eyed me then continued. "You know that the president of our company is currently residing in Miami." She started and I nodded. Her company's boss, Sage something or other lived in Florida where he ran all the businesses from.

"What about him?" I asked. I didn't have time for this. I had shit to do.

"Well, there was a job opening a little while back that I applied for," uh oh. "and they called and offered me the job. We're moving to Miami next week." She said, and looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say something. But I didn't. "So, what do you think?" she asked.

"What do I think?" she nodded. "I think you just ruined my life." I said, and her hopeful expression went back to the same emotionless face I've been used to all these years.

"Actually, I've done far from it. This is an amazing opportunity, Rose." She said sternly.

"Maybe for you." I crossed my arms and glared at her.

"Well, whether you like it or not, we're moving. Get packing." With that said, she grabbed her folder and stormed out of the room. I waited a few seconds before I heard her office door shut, then walked outside and took off. I ran to the creek that was by my house and sat under the canopy tree that I always went to when I needed to think. Did she really think she could just up and say that we're leaving? Didn't I get a say at all? I stared at the rushing water for a good hour. When it was starting to get darker, I walked back to the house. When I opened the door, I could smell food. "I made dinner if you're hungry." Mom said.

"I'm good." I said coldly and walked up the stairs to my room.

Thinking about it just made me angry again. I had a life here, and she was taking it away from me. I ran a hand through my hair and climbed off the window seat. I stood and looked around the room, at how empty it was. All my memories were now in boxes. I lay on the mattress I had laid out and tried to sleep. Tomorrow was the big moving day. I was terrified. This is the only home I knew. The only people I knew. I let a single tear fall and let the rain slowly bring me to sleep.

My mom woke me up early the next morning by turning on my light and kicking the mattress. "Get up. We have a plane to catch." I swore under my breath and got dressed in the leggings and flannel I left out. My mom ushered me out to the car, and I took one last look at our house. I shook away the sad feelings I felt and climbed in the car. I put my headphones in and cranked the volume so I wouldn't have to listen to her. When we boarded our plane, I turned toward the window and watched Seattle get smaller and smaller. When it was just a little speck, I laid my head back on the seat and closed my eyes. We had a seven hour flight ahead of us, so I planned on catching up on my sleep. But as my mom does, she ruined my hope.

"Rose, are you awake? I need to talk to you." I opened my eyes and groaned.

"What now?"

"I want to talk to you about school plans." She said.

I rolled my eyes and looked her dead in the eyes. "Does it look like I want to talk to you right now?" she sighed and shook her head. "That's what I thought." I turned back to the front and closed my eyes. When my mom tapped me, I almost blew up.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"We just landed." She said. I shot up and looked out the window. Did I really just sleep for seven hours more? It felt like two minutes. We loaded our baggage into the car waiting for us, and I watched the ocean and buildings go by. When we pulled up to our new house, or should I say mansion, the sad feelings came back. I didn't want to be here, but I had to deal with it.

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